"That wasn't a promise, Bull," Dorian groused, but Bull had an excellent point. Still, he had been metaphorical about the yelling. Bull wasn't a voice-raiser.
He spread his arms helplessly, face knit.
"It wasn't normal lyrium. I got it from a boy who -- has the ability to pull things from his dreams. But it reacted the same way the genuine stuff did, and it worked for my purposes, so I ... spent a lot of money to buy more. It was a very lot of money."
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Date: 2017-09-29 01:51 am (UTC)He spread his arms helplessly, face knit.
"It wasn't normal lyrium. I got it from a boy who -- has the ability to pull things from his dreams. But it reacted the same way the genuine stuff did, and it worked for my purposes, so I ... spent a lot of money to buy more. It was a very lot of money."